We wish our names eternally to live; Wild dream! which ne'er had haunted human thought, Had not our natures been eternal too.
Edward YoungHow poor, how rich, how abject, how august, how complicate, how wonderful is man! Distinguished link in being's endless chain! Midway from nothing to the Deity! Dim miniature of greatness absolute! An heir of glory! A frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! Insect infinite! A worm! A God!
Edward YoungEach moment has its sickle, emulous Of Time's enormous scythe, whose ample sweep Strikes empires from the root.
Edward Young